So I have been a bit lazy on the blog the last couple of weeks,  mostly because of the lovely weather and of course the heavy research work that I have been doing for my vanilla project that will start next week. It’s funny that I placed my order last week and I received the camera today and the chest harness a few days ago,  but I can’t do squat until the accessories package arrives which is not due until next Tuesday. The good news is that I have got a head start on the planning phase and I already have the first eight videos mapped out,  though due to my ability to talk non stop it will probably extend to ten videos.

The first few videos I will post on here,  and even though they will be vanilla videos I will of course only post them as an addendum to the spanking content that I post on that particular day. That actually will be good news for you all because I am looking to churn out four to five videos a week so there will be an equivalent number of posts going up on this blog. This is something that has taken front row for me for now I’m afraid because this is going to be a main source of my self employment moving forward,  so I have to focus on it at least for a couple of months.

The photo this week comes from the images that Pygophilous1 shared with me the other week,  and I have to return the favor to him as soon as I can. This image is a classic and falls right into collection of images where the old saying  “A picture is worth a thousand words”  really takes effect.

To me I am witnessing a 1950’s traditional paternal spanking. It is a strict conservative household and despite the warnings of dressing modestly for her date,  the daughter has decided to spice things up with stockings,  suspenders,  high heeled shoes and a pair of silky panties. Mom tried speaking with the daughter to no avail and  “Waited ’til her Father got home”.

Dad was not too impressed when he heard of his daughter’s disobedient plans,  and despite her protests that she wasn’t fully dressed when her Father arrived it made no difference to him,  for she was going to remove that flirtatious outfit the moment that he was done. It looks like we have joined the spanking during the lecture stage,  that would be the point where her Father is reminding her that as long as she lives under his house she lives by his rules,  and this lecture is accompanied by the sound of his hand applying some Paternal justice to the seat of her silky panties.

Despite the indignity and how she doth protest,  pretty soon the lecture will be over and with it her warmed up panties will leave her bottom. Only then will she begin to understand the wisdom of her Father’s knowledge when her bare bottom starts to turn into the color of a ripe tomato. She will indeed go on her date tonight dressed as a conservative,  church going lady,  but how long will it be before the devil on her other shoulder decides to test the boundaries of decency again?

*Disclaimer, and I hate to have to do this due to grumpy people. This prose is made up, it is the vision that I have created for the image that I saw. None of the writing above is factual in any way*

Now that we have addressed the party poopers,  here is that wonderful image. What do you see in the image below?